Exploration Event: Neverwere

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EXPLORATION EVENT: NEVERWERE

Who: Everyone!
What: Your wildest dreams come true!
When: May 15th to May 18th
Where: Ziziphus, those still on Ensō...and Mu
Warnings: Mark as needed!

Then Know That My Life Was Just a Killer Dream
You can find most of the information you need in the OOC info post! In the meantime, feel free to use this log as a catch-all for your dream worlds, as well as detailing your efforts to free one another. Whether they're on Ziziphus or Ensō at the time of the dreams' capture, your character is free to access as many dreams as you like, as the interlocking mental landscape allows for that sort of crossing over apropos of nothing. And time, of course, is very fluid in dreams - many days, months, and years can transpire in a matter of mere minutes.

Will you fight your way free from Ziziphus's vines or Mu's thrall, or are you content to die in your sleep?

Remember to let us know if your character dies during this event!

Event Timeline

[ ♆ ] May 15th: The vines make their move, ensnaring characters in ideal fantasy worlds
[ ♆ ] May 17th: The Storyteller will make contact with those they can, as well as issue information and a potential solution
[ ♆ ] May 18th: Those that have not freed themselves from the vines or from Mu will suffer a death

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Comments

[catpiper]

[Naturally the maraca is what she finds, accidentally kicking it when she's getting herself situated and it stops her, mid belt buckling, because that's more important than safety. Is the regret setting in? Should've let her walk home. His car wouldn't be under such scrutiny if he had.

She gives it a little shake, in case he didn't hear her buckle click-now they're ready to go.]

Do you listen to your music in the car?

[Do they have a secret CD? A track she's never heard? Please show her.]

[postictal]

I, uh. I don't really listen to my music, actually.

[Heresy? Maybe. He just hears it enough when they're practicing and performing, so he doesn't need to really hear - more of it, so much. He double-checks to ensure she's secured.]

I'm just gonna drive 'till you see where you live. Okay?

[catpiper]

Okay.

[Maybe the planets will align, the correct path will open up to him in a blaze of glory and he can free himself of the hell sitting in the passenger seat. She offers vague directions like maybe this way and that way and by a gold star and turn by the pink cat.

All the while humming her favorite song by his band, occasionally shaking the little maraca. Move aside HGTV-they're the real house hunters now.]